he pulled a white blanket
over her body
to hide her face
to be cleaned of her race
to forge a new slate
he pulled a white blanket
through the blood plains
to anoint the slate
the arcadian place
as a ghost white state
don't let them cut me up
said she
like a whiteness of me
bury me behind the mountains
said she
like criminal blood from me
but we buried her in it
in the white blanket
take the blanket
take the new slate
the arcadian place
of a ghost white state
and bury them in it